I don't think she knew I'd forgiven her, and I still hoped she'd forgiven me.That Friday I decided how to deal with it. I showed up for dinner in my r...d leather mini and black net stockings, and the black fuzzy sweater I wore for my big night out on the town, when I almost got laid and officially certified a BiGirl in fact. And my straight black wig, and all the cheap jewelry. The same outfit I'd worn to the Percherons, and then to that Night club where half the BiGirls had disappeared with men. She turned her head and saw the ugly looking dog cock, with this big growth about half way up that she assumed was some kind of plug that had sealed her pussy, or meant for a female bitch dog to keep them together. The thought of that gross thing being inside her, now dripping with doggie sperm, almost made her vomit.Jackie saw something out of the corner of her eye, and before she could react; the other dog jumped on her back. This dog was heavier and her arms bent and she was now on her knees. We gulped the wine quenching our thirst, then sipped lanquidly laying together. Sherry looked at me and asked, "What now?"The male in me recovering from my orgasm stupor responded dumbly, "You'll have to wait till I recover a bit." That's not what I meant." Sherry said, "So now that you and I have to go home, away from each other, what now?" Somehow" I said, "somehow, we have to stay in touch, get together, or something. You are too facinating for me to just forget." I squirmed a bit trying to. ” Jacques stood, and then took her gloved hand in his and hauled her to unsteady feet.An hour later, Jacques’ helmet light picked another boulder out from the cloying gloom ahead. The slope had eased on this side of the crater, where another, newer impact had ruined the perfect symmetry of the larger crater. Of course, newer was a relative term, since, according to the geological evidence, there had been no large impacts here for at least a thousand years. That later impact had flung rocks and.